Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love



Outside a luxury brand boutique, after two women had left.

"I...," Meredith hesitated to speak.

"Meredith, let's break up! I can't afford this anymore," the chubby man stuffed the drink he bought into Meredith's hand and walked away without looking back.

Meredith stood in place, watching the man leave with a sense of loss, the drink in her hand still warm. It felt like something was missing.

In this unfamiliar city, it was he who brought her from the countryside to this place. And now he was leaving. What was she to do? Go back to the countryside?

Juliet and Mikayla exchanged glances, and Juliet shrugged.

They felt like they stumbled upon an unexpected drama.

Quietly, Mikayla whispered a few words to Juliet, and Juliet's eyes lit up. She pulled out a business card from her bag and, together with Mikayla, walked towards Meredith.

"Hey!" Juliet greeted Meredith, handing her the contact information of Wilson from Nebula Entertainment. "You can reach out to him! Just mention my name."

Juliet handed the business card to Meredith.

Meredith looked up in surprise, her eyes a bit moist. She didn't know the woman talking to her, but the one standing beside her, she recognized. Although she had only been in the city for a short while, Mikayla's name was deeply etched in her mind.

Just a month after she arrived, Mikayla married Carlos, the son of the Ludwig family. And she had heard many legends about her. Meredith admired the woman in front of her from the bottom of her heart.

"Are you the daughter of the Salvatore Group, Mikayla?" Meredith blinked her big eyes inquiringly.

"Do you know Mikayla?" Juliet smiled brightly at Meredith, then looked at Mikayla.

Mikayla was a bit surprised, she didn't remember this face at all.

With big almond-shaped eyes, delicate eyebrows, a straight nose, on an oval face, the features were exquisite. Even in the entertainment industry filled with beauties, her recognition was quite high.

Meredith shyly smiled, not hiding her admiration. "You're my idol."

"Looks like you have a young fan, Mikayla," Juliet teased.

"Is that so?" Mikayla smiled faintly. "She is my friend Juliet. You should put away the business card! It might help you."

Meredith said, "No need! I've already decided to go back to the countryside." Just as the two women and the man had said, in this city, she had no power, no connections. Now, even her agent had given up on her. She had no background, and she wasn't willing to succumb to any unwritten rules. Trying to make a name for herself in the entertainment industry was no easy task.

Taking the business card from Juliet, Mikayla handed it back to Meredith.

"Don't be discouraged by what others say! If other people's words have the power to dictate your life, then it's not truly your life. Go back home, think about the life you want for yourself." Mikayla's determined gaze remained on Meredith, and after a pause, she said, "No one will foot the bill for the life you choose. The only person you can rely on is yourself. If you're set on going back to the countryside, just pretend I never said anything."

Mikayla finished speaking and walked towards the elevator with Juliet.

Meredith watched their retreating figures, then looked down at the business card in her hand.

Wilson, the Director of Management and Records at Nebula Entertainment.

Entering the elevator, Juliet pressed the floor button and looked at Mikayla. "Didn't expect you to be so persuasive today, you are quite something." "Just felt like her looks shouldn't be wasted in a place like the countryside. She might be better suited for the entertainment industry," said Mikayla.

It was Mikayla's words today that, many years later, resonated with Meredith, who had become internationally renowned. At an award ceremony, the first person she thanked was Mikayla.

"Are you very hopeful about her?" Juliet asked.

"It also depends on her fate. The entertainment industry, as you said, has all kinds of people. It's not easy to climb up the ladder," Mikayla replied.

Just as Mikayla finished speaking, she saw an elegant woman ahead. A gentleman opened the car door for her, and she got into a luxurious car. She thought, 'Is she my mom?'

"Isn't that Aunt Sylvia?" Juliet followed Mikayla's gaze and observed keenly, recognizing Mikayla's mother.

"Who is that man? He looks familiar." Although Juliet felt she had seen him, her memory failed her at that moment.

As Kevin was about to return to the driver's seat after closing the car door, he also noticed Mikayla and Juliet standing not far away.

Seeing Kevin hesitate, Sylvia, looking pale, peered out of the car. She never expected to meet her daughter here.

Coming out of the car, Sylvia said something to Kevin and then walked towards Mikayla and Juliet, with Kevin following closely. "Mikayla!" Sylvia called out.

"I will escort my mother home. Please leave." Mikayla remained calm in this situation.

Upon hearing this, Kevin glanced at Sylvia, didn't insist any further, and turned back to his car.

At that moment, Juliet, being tactful, did not say much and walked ahead to lead the way for them.

Juliet got into the driver's seat, and Mikayla and Sylvia sat in the back. As the car left the underground

parking lot, Sylvia, who had bee

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silent all this while, spoke up. "Mikayla, it's not what you think." Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"Does Dad know about you and him going out for dinner alone?" After a while, Mikayla opened her lips.

It was already late in the evening,

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took care of the house, rarely interacting with men. Whenever necessary, she would accompany her father to social gatherings but seldom interacted with men.

Since the last time she asked her mom if she knew Kevin, she sensed some familiarity between them, likely from their past. Her mom didn't bring it up directly, and she didn't ask about it either.

She just never expected to see them together today. From Kevin's gaze towards her mother, Mikayla could sense a man's infatuation towards a

woman.

"Your dad had a social engagement tonight, and coincidentally, Kevin called me to have dinner. I was surprised and hesitated for a long time." Sylvia clenched the delicate small bag in her hand.

Mikayla listened quietly, and Juliet, glancing at the situation in the rearview mirror, paid attention to Sylvia's story while driving.

Even if she was a bit slow on the uptake, she knew there was more to this than met the eye.

"He was my first love. I thought we would be together forever. But that year, he went abroad to pursue his hobbies and dreams. It turned out he stayed there for years. In those years, I met your uncle, and then your dad..." Sylvia said.